The last week or so has been so difficult. I've spent a lot of time in tears and a lot of time thinking about my formative years.
How do you deal with being told (proven to) that all or most of your memories from your younger years are lies. I'm still finding it so difficult to realise that someone who was supposed to be caring for me was lying to me about so many things, preventing me from doing so much and having such a negative impact on me and the way I dealt with/deal with things.
One thing I have realised over the last few months really is that there is no substitute for the truth and when you don't know what that is you need to discover it or at least try to. The best friend I've has proven that to me time and again. Perhaps we all need to learn that and life by that rule eh.
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